Kilmor wakes up lying on cold cement. His clothes are stained red with blood. He has no idea what just happened. Everything looks like moving gray blobs. Through instinct, his hand trails down to where his lightsaber is hooked, but the lightsaber ring is empty. he shakes his head to clear his vison, but it just increases the burning pain. His last thought as he slips back into unconciousness is, Someday he will pay. Someday Death Lord will be rewarded with what he did to me....